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1. JordanScott
“The Loop” (2018)
Scene One:
The scene startsin the time machine;the surrounding area isdark whilst John Lambertcan be seen
operating thecontrols.
John: You know,whensomeonesays“time machine”youthinkof some bigsnazzything.Inreality;
well,itdoesitsjobI suppose.
Araveb: Incorrect.
John looksoverthe consoleto see Araveb emergein his holographicform.
John: Oh God,it’sone of those irritatingvoice assistantthings.
Araveb: I am Araveb, itisdelightfultomeetyoutoo,John!
John: No,no,no, no,no, thisisan incredibly importantmissionwhichisprobablyillegal inmore
waysthan youcan imagine –youcan’t juststart gatheringinformationaboutme,because the next
thingwe know.Y.E.T.I.will be onto us-
Araveb: Do not worry,I have alreadyperformedascanand assessedthatyouare Johnlambert,an
ex-memberof the Y.E.T.I.detectiveorganisationwhowasfireddue tothe inabilitytocomplytothe
lawsof time travel,hence whyyouare stealingone of theirtime capsulesinordertopreventthe
eventfromhappeninginthe firstplace.
John: Worryingly,almostall of thatIs correct - exceptthe lastpart, evenIknow youcan’t justgo
back and rewrite time.ThenyouendupwithBootstrapParadoxesandall thatjargon,I’mmerely
examiningapremise outof curiosityand well,obviousdesperation.
Araveb: Good to hear,I am gladwe understandeachother.
John: Likewise,andbythe way – yousaid “incorrect”earlier,whatwere youreferringtoexactly?
Araveb: Allowme toexplain; youstated“Itdoesits job;I suppose”.However,the time machine is
not doingitsjob.
John: (Concerned) Inwhatrespect?
Araveb: The capsule has beenflyingoff course atmaximumvelocity forthe pastminute.Impactin
10 seconds.
An alert sound initiates.
John: Oh sh-
Araveb: 10, 9, 8-
A large explosion occurs,causing thescreen to eventually turn white,whilst a high-pitched
screeching sound can be heard.

2. JordanScott
Scene Two:
The white screen along with the sound gradually fadesto revealJohn lying on the ground, blackened
and dirty fromtheexplosion.
As hegets up and justmanagesto get away,a second explosion occurs,sending himflying forwards
and into theground,fromwhereheswiftly getsup onto his feet.
John: The time machine…It’scompletelydestroyed.Whatthe Hell isthisplace anyway –I’ve got to
getout of here…
An electronic sound isheard frombehind a bush,John approachesitwith caution.
John: Yeelo?
As hecontinuesto walktowardsit,tension slowly growsasdoesthe appropriatemusicqueue.He
leanshis arm againsta tree ashe peers round it,beforesuddenly Araveb emergesfromhiswatch.
Araveb: *Slurps*Helloagain,JohnLambert.
John screamsin shock,pulling his watch off ashe falls backwards.
John: What the Hell are you doinginside mywatch?!
Araveb: I am programmedtoautomaticallydownloadmyself intothe nearestavailable technical
device ina crisisof particularseverity.
John: Well itwouldbe nice toknowthat beforehand nexttime!
John getsup fromtheground ashe saysthis.
Araveb: I apologise foranyinconvenience. *Slurps*
He then goesbackinside of the watch with a flash of blue light.
John: Inconvenience?!I’ll tell youwhat’saninconvenience,thiswhole ridiculoussituation,that’sjust
puttingitlightly,andImean very lightly!
John picksup his watch fromtheground and putsit back onto his wrist.Suddenly,thereis a strange
noiseand light as the explosion seemsto reverse and the time machinecompletely disappears.
John: Are my eyesdeceivingme oristime literallyreversingaroundus?
Araveb: *Slurps*It wouldappearthat distortionsintime are occurringdue tothe initial impactof
the time capsule.Itisadvisedthatwe leave the areaimmediately.
John: You know,foronce I couldn’tagree more.
John runsasfastas possible,narrowly avoiding thestrangewarping effects around him.

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John: Right, time isquite literallyof the essence;Araveb, youmusthave some wayof contacting
Y.E.T.I.I knowthey’re the lastpeople Iwantto see at the moment,butwe mayhave no alternative.
Araveb: Unfortunately,almostall of myfunctionsare offline atthe moment.
John: *sighs*theygot damagedfromthe crash thenI suppose?
Araveb: No,it isbecause Ihave only10% of batterylife remaining.
John: It’sthe 22nd
Centuryfor God’s sake;barelyanythinghasa batterylife!
Araveb: I have a fewfunctionsthatare still available,wouldyoulike me toactivate them?
John: Go on then.
Araveb: Activatingfashionselectionmode.Whatformof clothingdoyou require?
John: Are youkiddingme?
Araveb: You have selected –Arabic.
John doesnotlookpleased as a blue light emits fromAraveb,when itfadesaway,John iswearing a
white cloakand fez.
John: Change itback, now.
Araveb:Youhave selected –Approx. 1980 AD Casual
The sameprocesshappensagain,howeverthistimeJohn is left wearing a whiteshirt and leather
jacket.
John: Yeahthisis the part where yousay “Oops,mybad, I’ll give you backyournormal clothesnow”.
Araveb: Apologies,howeverthisfunctionisnolongeravailable.
John makesmotionswithhis handsand attemptsto speak;however,thisaccumulatesto only several
incomprehensibleirritated noises.
John: Right,I’mjustgoingto put youdownhere.
John removeshiswatch and places it on a log, the camera anglethen changesto a long shotas he
turnsaway and walkscuriously acrossthescreen.
John: I’ll be back ina sec.
John discoversa pair of sunglassesin the leather jacket’spocket, applying themashestrolls along.
John: Oohlook,itcomeswithsunglass-
He stopsas he existsthe right sideof the screen and reappearsbackatthe left side.

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John: *shouts*Araveb, can youdo a quickscan? We seemtobe trappedinsome kindof time loop
and… Well,it’sclosinginonus.
He removesthe sunglassesand places thembackinto hisjacket ashe saysthis.
Araveb: I apologise;however, Iamunable to assistyouanyfurther. Afterall,Iam merelyan
Artificial,RelativelyAccurate,VirtuallyExisting…Being.
John: Araveb?
The surfaceof the watch displays0% beforetheblue light fadesto reveala standard clockface. John
reachesout to pick it up,beforehesitating asthe camera focuseson the ticking hand and ultimately
leaving the watch as it resides on the log.
John: Of course,it all makessense now.The Y.E.T.I.organisation firedme forcausingdisturbancesin
distanttime.Ithoughttheymade a mistake,buttheyweren’twrong –I justhadn’t done ityet…
He continuesto walkthrough thewoodsasthecamera pansaround,showing thescenery.
John: The impact of the time capsule whenIarrivedandeventual disruptionof thisparticular
fragmentof time – is the reasonY.E.T.I. firedme inthe firstplace.
John: Like I wassayingearlier…BootstrapParadox.
John: AndnowI’m trappedina constant momentof time repeatingitselfoverandover…
John looksoveras a vortex-esquelightslowly startsto grow.
John: Lookslike mytime’sup…
The light continuesto growuntil its intensity digressesand John Lamberthasdisappeared.
The camera then pansoverto showJohn (In his firstcostume) making an entrance.
John: Yeelo?
THE END